The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1887-02-11

rampIlnS tnrough woods, and picking
ferns, or sketching hill-tops, half so
much, even on the banks Of thu old Sus.
auehana-my benison On her broad oos.
ON!
I'm sure there must be something
about these Highland braes that nourish.
es rhyme, romance and all that sort of
thing, for fellow seems to drop into
poetry Us naturally as Mr.. Silas Wegg.
Laurel-I beg pardon, Miss Laurel
my study in Gray-says she knows am
OF poetic temperament, and am SO
foolish as to go hammering up verses to
prove it. Ah, we'll! When it is happi-
ness to be foolish, It's foolishness not to
be happy!
Seems to me I've heard some quota
ton like that, emily briefer. Heigho! !!
Yesterday was q red-letter day in my
existence. To be sole guide. assistance,
counselor and protector of the dearest
girl in the world for whole day OF
rambling through forest and glen, is
what l call blessed privilege! We
explored Ben Voirlicl-all the noun
tains in this country seem to be af-
fiicted with Christian name of Benja-
min---spoke our little piece oyer Mo
mans Rill, and ate our luncheon in
Lone Glenarty's hazel shade" l
think must have spouted whole
canto of "The Lady OF the Lake" at
different times, and how spirited she
was over the defiant stag-how her
beautiful eyes fill up at the death of my
gallant gray"
Well, it's blessing know Scott by
heart! 1t is precious little else know
besides poetry and novels, but she de-
fers to me as if | were an emporium of
information. Said she:
MIR. Olden, you seem to feel poetry,
while other people, just say it. You
give it ring Of reality that is more at
fecting than finished defamation.
lit must be because you are my
auditor then. Generally regard poet
ry as q combination of Enthusiastically ele-
vated words and ideas-a hyperbolical
expression of ultra-human sentiments in
ultra-human language. With you for
listener, it seems almost appropriate,
SO high rank do / give you"
She (archly)-"I wonder if / have
anything to dowith the feelings which
prompt you to wind up an impassioned
poem with some absurd parody or bur-
lesque."
I-"Oh, that is done for the purpose
OF taking the edge off what you might
otherwise consider sentimentality-an
partly to convince myself that l am not
growing sentimental in reality"
Shells sentiment such crime in
your eyes?"
Mot n crime, but source for ridi-
cule. Promise me not to laugh-not to
think me absurd-and I'll play at ro-
nance like. the yeriest lover of them, all.
i have a mighty leaning toit!"
She-"Some day you'll play Mt it in
earnest, and be the 'verlest lover of
them all. or am no phrophetess."
I-'Methinks the day has come-the
hour and the hewoman! Can you not see
that since l have known you-since
that happy day in Venice"
She (naively)-"When you returned
my book?"
I-"Ah! You did get the book !?
Then it has told you that from the first
l have set up your picture in my heart,
and fallen down before it"
She" All on Summers .dayn
Are You not getting dangerously near
the brink, Mr.. Olden--of the lake, /
mean? You might wet your feet"
l--"Do you think 1 soy this III vein
which justifies fippant Interruptions,
Miss Gray? ?"
She-"Do you think treat you in a
way which iustities fippant gallantry,
Mr.. Olden ?"
l-''Iou wrong ME when you treat as
gallantry the homage of a man-"
She-"ls quite as serious as he uRu.
ally permits himself to be, or as he has
been during any summer vacation for
the past lalf dozen years. Who
parodies Rosalind and says, Come, I'll
woe thee. for I'm in q holiday humor,
and like enough to be ensnared'?"
lyon regard me as triAer, see. !"
She (regretfully)-"AId only think
what you might have been Let us go
home"
Now, what does all this mean ?
Am / IN love? And is there
q chance for me? AS to the first, yes !;
and the second Well, she scorned
the manner and not the matter of my
wooing. There's some comfort IN that.
If you can convince woman that you
We're tritler until you succumbed to
her, she is prepared to forgive the
first, and to regard the last as very
Natural.
"Only to think what you might havo
been. J" She said it almost mournful-
ly. Now, / don't think 1 might have
been anything in particular; but I shall
try to be it from this time forth, and
she shall be the Judge. How beautiful
she is! I'd give kings ransom to
hear her say
There's the breakfast belll